The Gift of Being Extreme

And the art of finding your own rhythm in a world of discord.

I was sitting in a cafe in Aguas Calliente, Peru enjoying a local beer and beautiful dish of alpaca tenderloin in plum sauce. The air was crisp, nobody there knew me, and cell service was spotty at best. I was in Heaven.

Sometimes I need to go extreme. This time was a solo trip to Peru. Two weeks of getting away to clear my head.

Going for walks to relax …